What'll I Do
What'll I do without you around
When my words won't pun, my pennies won't pound
Oh and my frisbee flies to the ground
What'll I do without you
What'll I say without you to talk to
No one to serve or volley the ball to
You write the words but I miss the volume
What'll I say without you
Oh, I don't know what to do with myself
Now that I'm here and, and you're gone
Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh
Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh
What'll I do when you've gone away
And ball won't pin, my records won't play
And all of my hours limp into days
What'll I do without you
What'll I do now that you're gone
My boat won't row, my bus doesn't come
And I have the fingers, you've got the thumb
What'll I do without you
Oh, I don't know what to do with myself
Now that I'm here and, and you're gone
Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh
Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh
What'll I do without you around
When my words won't pun, my pennies won't pound
And oh and my Frisbee flies to the ground
What'll I do without you
Without you
Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh, without you
Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh, without you
Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh, without you
Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh
